After marrying a crush

On the morning of the first day of the new year, Meng Ying followed Lianjun and the others to sit at the homes of his uncle and other relatives. Each relative stayed at the house for a short period of time, and the day passed quickly.

It was already evening when they returned to Fengxing Courtyard. Meng Ying came to the small garden on the roof and looked at the sunset in the western sky. A sense of parting suddenly flooded his heart.

He sighed heavily, and Lian Jun's voice sounded behind him, "What's wrong?"

He turned his head to look at Lian Jun, and said with a smile: "Nothing," he said, then turned his head to look at the big orange in the western sky, "It's just a little emotional."

"What are you feeling?" Saying that, Lian Jun took a few steps forward and came behind him.

He shook his head and said: "I can't tell, I just feel that our time is just like this sunset, passing by without knowing it."

Lianjun frowned and said, "It's not like you."

He wondered: "What do you mean not like me?"

"Too artistic."

He turned his head and glared at Lianjun, and asked with a smile: "You mean I can't be literary anymore?"

Lianjun didn't answer him, but just looked at him quietly, he was a little flustered by Lianjun's eyes, so he quickly turned his head and continued to look at the red lantern.

After a while, he felt Lianjun's breath approaching him, and his heart became tense for no reason, and soon, Lianjun embraced him in his arms.

At this time, a burst of firecrackers suddenly sounded from nowhere, and he was startled. Lianjun hugged him even tighter, and he seemed to hear Lianjun murmured "Xiaoying".

His heart that had just been warmed fell into the ice cellar again in an instant, and when the sound of firecrackers subsided, the last afterglow of the setting sun disappeared under the western mountain, and the sky suddenly became dark.

In this situation, he couldn't help asking: "Next year, can we come back here to celebrate the New Year together?"

He felt that Lian Jun's body froze for a moment, and then slowly let go of him. Lian Jun didn't answer him, but just took his hand and walked back into the house.

He looked at Lianjun's back, and felt mixed feelings in his heart—does Lianjun's silence mean that they will not be able to reach the Spring Festival next year?After all, Gu Junying is just missing now.

If the Gu family found Gu Junying, they would definitely tell Lianjun the first time, right?However, I don't know if Lianjun's memory can be recovered before Gu Junying is found?Moreover, even if Lianjun's memory is restored, will Lianjun still choose himself without hesitation?

"What do you think?"

Lianjun's voice rang in his ears again, and he came back to his senses, and found that they had already arrived at the restaurant on the first floor.

Du Lanyue put a large bowl of porridge in front of him, and said: "Come on, Xiao Meng, drink more porridge. When I went to visit relatives just now, I saw that you were too embarrassed to eat too much. You must be hungry? Now go back Now that you are at your own home, you don’t have to be restrained, just open your arms and eat.”

He looked at the big bowl full of lean meat porridge, and his heart felt warm again. He smiled at Du Lanyue, "Thank you Mom, you and Dad should eat more too."

Lian Mingfei, who was already drinking porridge, waved his hands and said, "I was already full when I was at my relative's house. I'll drink a little to clear my stomach."

Du Lanyue also said: "Xiao Meng, don't worry about us, but you, just eat more."

He also stopped being polite, nodded and picked up the spoon to eat. At this moment, Lianjun kicked him suddenly.

He looked at Lian Jun inexplicably, and Lian Jun gave him a look, he blinked for no reason, and then continued to drink porridge.

Lianjun glared at him bitterly, then coughed lightly and said, "Mom, where's mine?"

Only then did he realize that there was no porridge in front of Lianjun. He thought to himself, was Lianjun just asking him to help serve the porridge?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help pursing his lips and laughing. At this moment, he heard Du Lanyue say to Lianjun again: "You don't have hands?!"

Hearing this, he almost laughed so hard that he wanted to spit porridge, but under Lianjun's "glaring eyes", he had no choice but to suppress his laughter and drink the porridge quietly.

The deflated Lianjun frowned in displeasure, he sighed helplessly when he saw this, then stood up and served Lianjun a bowl of porridge.

"Here, let's drink." As he said, he had already sat down, Lianjun glanced at him, and he made a victory gesture to Lianjun.

Lianjun looked at him for a moment, then whispered in his ear, "Do you want to try something new?"

Hearing this, his face immediately turned red up to the neck, he didn't dare to flirt with Lian Jun anymore, so he had to drink the porridge obediently.

That night, in Ba Bu's bed, Meng Ying's hands were tied to the bed frame, while Lian Jun hugged him behind him, and sneered in his ear: "Does this new trick suit your heart? "

After finishing speaking, Lian Jun kissed his little red cheek. At this moment, he was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it. He closed his eyes and let out a weak "hmm".

Lian Jun took a deep breath and increased the strength in his hands. He suddenly felt that his waist was about to be broken. Lian Jun said in a hoarse voice: "It seems that we need to add more material."

He swayed weakly and shook his head, but he didn't know that in Lianjun's eyes, this scene was soft, boneless, charming, and ecstatic.

Soon, he felt that his body and mind were slowly melting into a fish under the attack of Lianjun's fireworks, and Lianjun was the sea of ​​flames in which he wandered.

He sometimes curled up his fish scales in the sea of ​​fire, and sometimes bloomed them like flowers. Lianjun plundered all the beauty in him domineeringly, and then greedily felt the throbbing and flourishing when he curled up. The pleasure of letting go.

His soul climbed to one peak after another with the flames, and he bloomed all his love on that peak, showing his softest, most beautiful and sincere side to Lianjun without reservation. in front of.

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In the early morning of the second day of the new year, Meng Ying, who had been squeezed for most of the night, dragged his tired body to get up, and then changed clothes, washed, and ate breakfast with Lianjun. yawned, and continued to sleep in the passenger seat.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the sun was already shining outside. He stretched himself, then looked at Lian Jun's tired side face, and couldn't help but feel distressed: "Why don't I drive the car, you rest..."

Before he finished speaking, Lian Jun suddenly braked suddenly, Lian Mingfei and Du Lanyue who were sitting in the back seat were also startled, Du Lanyue nervously said: "What's wrong?!"

At this time, a series of whistles sounded from behind, Lianjun glanced at Meng Ying who was still in shock, then started the car again, and said to Du Lanyue: "It's nothing."

After finishing speaking, Lian Jun glanced at Meng Ying again. Meng Ying felt Lian Jun's cold gaze, and felt a sudden pain in her heart, and then quickly turned her face to the side to look at the scenery outside the window.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became serious. Lian Mingfei and Du Lanyue looked at each other, and then continued to close their eyes and rest their minds.

It happened to be noon when they returned to Huanzhou. After having lunch in a restaurant, Lian Jun sent Lian Mingfei and the others back to their residence, and then brought Meng Ying back to the villa.

Meng Ying sullenly followed Lianjun into the house, and then closed the door, he didn't pay attention for a while, so the door suddenly made a loud noise, startling himself.

Lian Jun, who was walking in front, frowned, turned around to look at him and asked, "Do you have an opinion?"

He froze for a moment, but quickly realized what Lianjun asked. He didn't want to quarrel with Lianjun when he was in a bad mood, so he didn't say anything, bypassed Lianjun and walked back upstairs .

Lianjun was originally going to be furious, but when he saw his thin and stubborn back, Lianjun couldn't bear it anymore, and only said to his back: "Go back to your room and rest, we will go to Gu's house tonight go."

He stopped in his tracks, gave a soft "um", and then continued to walk back upstairs, while Lian Jun walked to the study on the first floor.

In the evening, in the Gu family's house, Meng Ying sat on the dining table in a bit of embarrassment.At this moment, Lord Lian kicked him suddenly, he frowned, and then said with a smile: "Uncle and aunt, Grandpa Gu, happy new year."

Lianjun then said: "Grandpa Gu, we went back to our hometown, and we only returned to Lianzhou at noon today, so we came a little late, please forgive me."

Gu Wenlong glared at Gu Quan just as he was about to say something, Gu Quan had no choice but to give a sullen "hmm", He Siyun quickly smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's good if we can get together, the food is cold, let's use our chopsticks. "

After finishing speaking, she and Gu Wenlong moved the chopsticks first, followed by Meng Ying and Lianjun.But before they had a few mouthfuls of food, Gu Quan suddenly slapped the chopsticks on the dining table, stood up, and cursed angrily: "Xiaoying is still alive and dead! How can you swallow this meal?" What?! Anyway, I can’t eat this meal anymore!”

Speaking of this, Gu Quan gave Meng Ying a hard look, and then continued: "If your conscience doesn't hurt, then continue to eat!"

After finishing speaking, Gu Quan angrily left the restaurant. Hearing Gu Quan's words, Meng Ying felt mixed emotions—indeed, no matter what, Gu Junying is also his twin brother, and his brother's life and death are uncertain now. Still in the mood to eat here?

Thinking of this, he immediately blamed himself again. He gently put down his chopsticks, and smiled at Gu Wenlong and the others: "Uncle and Auntie, I'm full, eat slowly."

After finishing speaking, he immediately got up and left Gu's house. Lianjun frowned, and was about to chase him out, but was grabbed by the arm by Gu Wenlong, who was a little drunk, "Lianjun, everyone is here, have a few drinks with me before drinking." Shall we go?"

Lianjun frowned, then pushed Gu Wenlong's hand away, and said displeasedly: "Sorry Uncle Gu, I have to go." After finishing speaking, Lianjun left in a hurry.

He Siyun sighed heavily, and then glared at Gu Wenlong, "I told you that your dad will definitely lose his temper again when he sees him. If you still don't believe me, look, how can you eat this meal?!"

Gu Wenlong pursed his lips, didn't say anything, just ate the food on his own, He Siyun suddenly lost his temper, and slammed his chopsticks on the dining table.

On a certain road near Gu's house, Meng Ying galloped forward against the evening wind.After an unknown amount of time, he was so tired that he was about to suffocate, so he stopped and stood beside the road panting heavily.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him. Before he could realize what was going on, he was hit by a heavy object on the back of his neck. perception.

A moment later, a slightly worn-out car sped away in the evening wind, and the evening wind was blowing on the quiet road, as if nothing had happened.